I'm A Slave For You-Chp46

I'M A SLAVE FOR YOU

Draco stepped out of the car, not feeling too good of himself as he stood there in front of his Uncle Sirius' home. After managing to finish at least half of the class in the day and resting on Ron's bed while trying to fight his morning sickness the rest of the afternoon, Ron and Hermione helped him to Severus' dorm so that he could pack up to get moving to Sirius' house at Grimmauld's Place, the renowned Black estate which was bought over and run by the Black family for generations. Severus requested that Ron lend him his father's blue Cadillac (Arthus Weasley acquired it from a Muggle who wanted to sell it to pay his mortgage) because where they were passing through to get to the estate was Muggle territory, and Fred and George, who were dying to give the car a test-drive, volunteered to drive them. It was the first time Draco had ever ridden on a Muggle vehicle, being that he was born and raised in the wizarding world, and while Severus and the Old Married Couple (who tagged along for the ride) assured the blonde that it was perfectly safe, the older Weasley twins were having the time of their lives.

This seemed all too weird for Draco in such turn of events, but with his child, or children as it maybe, on the way he was willing to do anything. He just hoped Severus knew what he was doing. Severus, on the other hand, knew exactly what he was doing and what he was up against. Giving his godson a reassuring look, he helped Draco to carry his luggage and told everyone else to stay put before he walked up to the front door and knocked. Moments later, Sirius answered the door. As usual, he had a bottle in his hand and his breath stank of alcohol.

"Oh, you're here," Sirius said sulkily. "C'mon in."

Severus nodded and ushered Draco inside the house. He didn't plan on staying long since he had to write the letter for Draco to Albus and the Ministry stating Draco's upcoming absence to school and make Narcissa sign it.

"I am sure you know each other. I have things at school to finish up, so I will take my leave for now. You'll be in good hands, Drake. Trust me. Now Black," he said in a low voice, "If I found you did something to Draco I will have you wish you were never born."

"Whatever, Snivellus. Now just leave the brat behind and get lost. Your stench is killing me."

Severus nodded, ruffled the blonde's head and left without another word, leaving Draco there to fend for himself. Draco ran to the nearest window to see the blue Cadillac drive away until it disappeared out of sight before standing still, looking at Sirius listlessly, not sure what else was there to do. Sirius stared long and hard at Draco before taking a swig from his whiskey.

"So," Sirius broke the silence. "Getting knocked up by your slave, eh? That's rich."

"So?" Draco put his hands over his belly, daring him to say something stupid. "It's none of your business."

"Oh? Well, I'm still your uncle," Sirius raised a brow and moved closer towards the young blonde. "Your legitimate and biological uncle, that is, unlike that 'Uncle Sev' of yours there. So it's entirely my business."

"What are you going to do? Give me a lecture too? Believe me, I have heard them all."

"Mmhmm," Sirius took another swig of whiskey before continuing, "Well, I don't really give a damn, honestly, even if it is my business. You can go get yourself knocked up by a goblin or something for all I care. It's your funeral," he then turned around and barked, "Paprika!"

The said Paprika came rushing out in a split second. She had short hair framing her face a darker shade of red than Ron's, and she was as fair as Draco. To Draco's surprise, she was scantily-clad with only an apron and nothing else underneath, like someone who had nothing to wear because it was laundry day. Draco secretly wondered if all of Sirius' hired help was dressed that way.

"Yes, Master?" Paprika asked in a thick Spanish accent before letting out a squeak when Sirius slapped her ass flirtatiously.

"Take him to his room. You know where it is," Sirius ordered, before glancing back at Draco as he walked off nonchalantly, "Dinner is at 6. It won't wait for you, so if you miss it and have nothing to eat, not my problem."

"Th…This way, Young Master," Paprika said, her facial expression showing that she was feeling rather awkward to be in the presence of a stranger, especially when she's donned in such godforsaken attire.

Draco sighed in relief. At least he wasn't going to make him do anything crazy. Sirius had a reputation for giving out crazy demands and considered one of the eccentrics of the aristocrat families, next to Lucius. He nodded after the man and followed Paprika to his room. It was not very far. It only took him two flights of steps and past three doors to get there, and inside it was modestly furnished with the essentials of a guestroom. As Paprika set his luggage on one corner and helped him empty out the contents, Draco sat on the bed and smiled.

"Thank you very much for showing me. Did you set this room up by yourself?"

Paprika looked up at him confusedly. No one had ever thanked her before, not in such a sincere manner. She looked down, blushing brightly as she nodded.

"I'm sure you've heard Sirius told you about my condition."

"Yes, Young Master," Paprika nodded and folded and hung Draco's clothes into their proper places in the wardrobe. "Master Sirius has told us about the…nature of your pregnancy."

"Then you must know that by helping me hiding out like this, you and everyone here in this house, Sirius included, are accessories and accomplices in assisting a fugitive of the Ministry."

"We work under Master Sirius' orders, Young Master. We live to serve him and if we are to be convicted by his orders, so be it."

"You sound so much like the father of my child when he was still courting me," Draco chuckled, bringing his knees to his chest and laid his head on it. "So…obedient."

Paprika blushed again as she put other things that were in Draco's luggage into the proper places.

"When you're done, can you bring me some ginger snaps? A friend of mine told me that it'll work wonders for morning sickness."

"I'll…I'll see what I can do," Paprika smiled at Draco's soft order. It's been so long since someone actually asked her something nicely. After putting Draco's books on the study table, she walked away quickly to get what the Young Master needed. Draco could tell from her face that she couldn't wait to tell the rest of the hired help about the nice little Young Master she just met. Whispering a spell, he closed the door and got off the bed. He walked to the window and looked out, hoping that his beloved Remus was alive and well.

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Remus still huddled at one side between the coal barrel, sneezing occasionally, missing his beloved, totally oblivious about whatever was going on in the outside world. Talk had gone around the house about Draco's absence when they realized that their little Young Master had not come home for quite some time now. Nothing like a woman scorn to get the secrets flying when, coming a month since Draco's absence, one of the maids who brought tea to Narcissa for her Secret Wives' Club overheard her Mistress talking to her girlfriends about not getting it on with Lucius because of the impotency curse cast on him as punishment for losing the duel with Severus. When asked about the reason behind the duel, Narcissa exposed the family's dark secret and the maid had a field day telling it to everyone else in the household. Most of the staff, slaves and guards knew the truth behind everything, but was wise enough not to mention it in front of the Master and Mistress lest they want to be severely punished.

It was only a matter of time before Remus found out. Once a day Remus was given food and since one stupid guard, who was only recently employed and thought he was weak, didn't think it would be any harm teasing the half-werewolf with that piece of news. As he went in to give him food he spouted his mouth off.

"Heard you made the Master pretty angry."

Remus kept quiet. He was used to taunts and jeers since he knew he was a slave and hierarchy-wise, he was the lowest. He just took his food without a word and waited for the guard to leave. That gave the guard the impression he would not be in any trouble.

"I just don't know why he would want to be shaken up with yer kid," the guard shook his head, walking back to the door to carry on his guarding duties. Remus looked up at that last statement.

"Excuse me? What did you say?"

"Yer kid. The Young Master was thrown out for having yer kid. I mean if he wanted a kid that bad he could have come to me. I would have done him right," the guard cackled cruelly as he made a rude gesture of thrusting his hips into the air.

"You will not refer to Young Master in that manner!" Remus shouted, standing up suddenly and towering over the guard.

"And what are ya going to do about, dog boy? It's only a matter of time before the kid growing inside dies neways. Master Malfoy is seeing to that."

"He will not lay a finger on my cub!" Remus' voice started to get bestial as his emotions began to draw in his wolf nature to surface, although the guard failed to notice it as he was up in the clouds enjoying himself taunting the half-werewolf.

"Maybe after that kid is gone, I can have a go at the Young Master. Besides, he couldn't really be that bad of a piece of ass. Ya liked it."

Remus' blood boiled, feeling the beast within him creeping into his system. He couldn't care less about reigning in these feelings, even though deep down inside him, he knew it was a big mistake and might cost him his freedom. All he could think of right now was to tear this vulgar man into shreds and show Lucius what for. He moved in a deathly manner towards the guard, growling in his throat. That was when the guard had now realized his error and ran for the door, trying to close it quick. Unfortunately for him, the werewolf nature had finally overpowered his human nature and took control of his sanity. Remus let out a bestial roar and grabbed him by the jugular. His transformation soon began as he continued to strangle the guard with his jaws. Fur began to grow and his face and physique began to become wolfish by the second as he had the guard in his mouth, gurgling and scratching at him, desperately trying to get him to let go. His transformation, at this state, was faster than his usual transformation during the full moon period, and once it was complete, with one snap he bit the guard's head off and tore at him with a vengeance, like a hungry animal given a piece of meat. Within moments, what was left of the guard were shreds and mince meat. With Lucius dead set in his mind, Remus tore out of the coal cellar and stormed into the house, startling everyone in the household.

Lucius, on the other hand, was in his study, working on his papers and still trying to get used to not having an erection, even though he tried. Sex life was not very fruitful for him and things were getting sour between him and his wife, who was often left disappointed and out of the room to grab any unlucky man around the house to fuck her blind. He cursed inwardly at the man who gave him such a strong curse and was not feeling very appreciative at the moment when he heard the commotion outside. A maid who came barging into his study without the courtesy of knocking was not doing him any better.

"Master! Master!" the maid shouted breathlessly.

"What is it?!" Lucius barked. He was clenching a letter opener at the moment, and it was not looking good for the maid.

"It's…It's…"

Her words were cut short when Remus the wolf barged in and grabbed her by the waist, shaking her like a rag doll until she tore in half. The top half of her body flew across Lucius' head and slammed against the bookshelf, staining the area with her blood. The wolf growled as it spat out the lower half of the body, its eyes burning golden, hell bent on killing Lucius. Lucius grabbed for his cane and took off both the black covering to reveal the silver rod inside and took out his wand in the process.

"How did you get out?! I swear I never get good help these days," Lucius growled as he waved the silver rod at him. "Back, beast! Get back!"

Remus snarled and aimed its paws at a nearby shelf and hit it towards Lucius, in which the blonde ducked and went of the letter opener, which was also made of pure silver, and threw it at Remus, hoping for it to strike his heart. Lucky for the wolf, it had shifted its stance and the letter opener stabbed through his elbow. It roared and swiped the thing off, drawing blood. Lucius took advantage of the distraction to go out the window. He started out across the lawn, hoping to get others to help. He mentally berated himself for not destroying the creature when he had a chance. He kept telling himself that he should have just given the wolf the Killing Curse on the day he decided to lock him in the coal cellar rather than just imprisoning him for the sole joy of seeing his son helpless towards his power over the boy's slave.

Remus, after getting over the initial shock of being stabbed, chased after him, crashing through the window in the process, its eyes glowing and teeth bared in bloody murder. Lucius was scared shitless and it was kinda funny to watch him running across the lawn, his limbs going as fast as he can. If Draco were there to see it (or anyone else who knew Lucius, for that matter), he would've rolled on the floor laughing his ass off at the pathetic state his father was in. Finally, the wolf saw that Lucius could run no more and took the opportunity to pounce onto him, growling as its jaws of death dangerously close to his jugular. It was about to bite when…

"REMUS, STOP!!!"

Remus looked up to see Severus jumping out of the carriage and started running towards him. As much as the Potions Master would love to see Lucius torn limb from limb, it would not be good for Draco to hear his beloved being arrested for murdering his father. Harry, who came along with him as well, got off and followed behind him. The wolf glared at the both of them, angry for being interrupted.

"You cannot do this," Severus said, brandishing his wand just in case. "Draco would not like you tearing his Father limb from limb. Let him go, now!"

Remus growled loudly at him, ignoring him and aimed for the jugular. Severus wanted to use the Bat-Bogey Hex on him when he felt a small figure pushed past him and running towards the wolf.

"STOP!!! STOP IT, REMUS!!!"

"Harry!" Severus exclaimed as he tried to grab the boy to stop him but was too late. "Harry, no!!"

Remus got frustrated and lunged out to bite whoever was interrupting him, not knowing that it was his little friend Harry. Harry held out his hands and blocked him, his wet nose on his palms. Remus tried to advance but couldn't, like there was an invisible force telling it not to.

"Don't do this, Remy! Don't kill Draco's father. It won't solve anything!"

"Harry, what are you doing?" Severus called out, his heart beating furiously for Harry's safety. "Come back here!"

Remus tried again to release himself from Harry's hold on his wet nose and bite him but failed again. It couldn't understand. Harry was small and tiny compared to him. It wasn't Harry using superhuman strength to hold it back, nor did it look like Harry was exerting any display of strength or power to do so. Harry was just standing there, holding onto his nose like someone holding a poster on the wall in place. It could just tear itself away and snap its jaws at him, but Harry's presence alone made it feel like it must obey him.

"It won't solve anything, Remy. It won't bring Draco to you like this. You will be locked away. You will be killed by high-up people. Do you want that? Do you want to upset Draco and your cubs doing this?"

Remus glared at Lucius with a vengeance, its demanding that the blonde's blood be shed for making him and his lover's life so miserable. Lucius tried to scoot away through an opportune gap between them and Remus wanted to hold him down, but Harry grabbed a fistful of his fur to bring him closer to an embrace.

"Draco's father's been punished enough. Calm down. We'll take you home. Home to where Draco and the cubs are waiting. There, there…"

As Harry held the wolf close and patted its head like a person would to a pet dog, Remus whined in his arms, wanting to beg Harry to let it go to exact its revenge on Lucius, but Harry's words sunk into his human conscience urging him to accept the truth that Harry was right. It wanted to fight it but its human sanity slowly crept into its system, telling it to succumb to Harry and listen to his words. Finally, the wolf let out a howl of agony and was defeated in Harry's embrace, allowing its human nature take over its mind.

"H…Harry…?" Severus breathed, astounded at the sight he just saw. He had not moved from his spot due to the shock but he still wanted to know what the hell was going on.

"Thanks for subduing him, boy," Lucius got up and straightened himself. He took out his silver rod, ready to get back at him, "Now, if you please…"

"You are relieved of him, Malfoy," Severus stepped forward, finally finding his motor skills. "I'm taking him to his mate."

"Not a chance!" Lucius barked at him. "He's still technically my slave. I bought him, and there is no way in hell I'm selling him to you! You've already taken away my most treasured pleasure! Haven't you taken enough away from me??"

"Not when you think torturing and killing someone's lover is some sort of game to you. There is no if, ands or buts about this, Malfoy. I've already brought the paperwork I've attained from the manager of the business and also a letter in which I require your wife to sign, which is initially why I am here. I am taking him to his mate and his cubs and that's final."

"Give me one good reason why I should just let you take this half-breed and give him to that family traitor!"

"I will tell everyone I know that you let your son get knocked up by a slave."

"So what? I bet everyone in my household already knows that. Hell, some of the close family would probably also know about it. Cissy made sure of that just to humiliate me, no doubt about it. What damage can you do?"

"Well, they are all people who would probably help you keep a secret," Severus noted, "but I suppose the Ministry wouldn't like it too much if they hear you kept a half-breed without sterilizing it first."

"You…You wouldn't dare!" Lucius glowered over the Potions Master.

"Wouldn't I?" Severus tilted his head to the side, challenging Lucius to say no. "No matter how much you allow Cornelius to sweep everything you do under the rug and lick your boots for your money, you know very well that when it comes to half-breeds like Remus, he is still bound by the tight bureaucracy and legislations of the Ministry, especially when it is that old hag Umbridge who is dedicated to rid everything that is not remotely human."

"Cornelius is nothing! I've paid my way to get through the highest ranks of the Ministry. Umbridge can never hold it against me…"

"Don't fool yourself, Malfoy. No one can make Umbridge budge when it comes to this issue. You know as well as I do that she is a total Nazi when it comes to pure-blood. She's even worse than you in the elitism ideology. If it weren't for the Protection Act for Magical Beings, which she is still trying to oppose, those who know your secret would be singing to her straightaway and she'd be right at your doorstep now bringing Dementors and Aurors at her wake. Do you want to be thrown into Azkaban for ignoring the simplest of rules everyone in this entire wizarding community is bound to obey? Do you want your son, your only heir to the Malfoy inheritance, as much as you want to deny him, to be arrested as well and let your wealth and property to be put under the Ministry's accounts? Cissy would definitely not appreciate this, since she is in it as well."

Lucius glared at him with a vengeance, trying to fight the disgust of admitting that Severus was right about everything. If the Ministry had heard wind about his shameful family secret, not only his entire family would be sent to Azkaban, his wealth, property, slaves and everything else that he owned would become the state's belongings, and it was a no-brainer that many of his extended families would be eager to take it off their hands and claim it as their own. He let out an exasperated growl and flung the silver rod he held in contempt.

"Fine! I'll draw up the papers! I'll sign whatever you want! Just take that filthy animal and go!"

"Good," Severus nodded, then turned to Harry. "Go back to the carriage, Harry. Bring Remy with you. Lucius and I need to settle some things. I'll be right with you."

Harry nodded and tugged at Remy's fur, "C'mon, Remy. Let's go see Draco. Your cubs are waiting."

As Severus followed behind Lucius to make sure that he kept his word, Harry guided the werewolf into the carriage and lay on his back, nuzzling at the fur. It was not exactly a pleasant thing to do for Lucius, but the blonde kept his end of the bargain. He signed the papers Severus prepared stating that Draco was now the owner of Remus J. Lupin, and also volunteered to sign the letter Severus written stating the reason of Draco's absence from school as he didn't want Narcissa to piss off by Severus than she already was.

All the while, Harry kept stroking and easing the whimpering Remus.

"That's a good boy, Remy. That's a good boy…"